Nov 06 2009
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This reminds me of this one time in high school when my mom found two empty 40s of Old E stashed in my closet. I’m not sure exactly why I had hidden them there, but I do remember they’d been in there for months and I had forgotten all about them.
Anyways, I come home from school and walk into my room to find the two bottles sitting on my bed with a hand-written note from my mom that said, “Kate, if you’re going to drink, don’t drink this shit. Love, Mom.”
Best. EVER.
Nice. And reminds me my dreams were all about incredible green buds and Burning Man last night. Yeah, you’re right to be jealous.
By “clear tape”, is Mom really asking where her Scotch went?